Climb high?
The wind is fast and high, the ape cries sadly, and the birds are circling in the white sand.
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness.
After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged.
Release Baidicheng in advance?
Early in the morning, I bid farewell to Jiangling city, which is high into the sky, thousands of miles away, and the boat is only one day away.
The cries of apes on both sides of the strait are still unconsciously crowing in their ears, and the canoe has passed the heavy green hills.
Three Gorges smells apes?
I remember some apes and some white cigarettes.
It should be a multi-month tree, and the situation is first frost.
Wan Li in danger, Qian Shan quietly.
I still can't live any deeper, which makes me want to move the boat.
Go to the Three Gorges?
The sky is clear and the water flows smoothly.
The water suddenly runs out, and the sky is gone.
It's too late to go to scalper three times.
Three times, I don't feel my temples become silk.
Out of the canyon?
The Three Gorges in Badong are exhausted, and Jiujiang is open.
Chusai clouds, Jingmen water.
It's raining, and the geese are thundering.
The autumn wind in the south is late, and the guests are thinking.
What happened in the canyon?
In the Three Gorges in clear autumn, songbirds and solitary apes can't smell it.
There is a lot of water and stones, so the sunshine is not so abundant at four o'clock.
At dusk, boating in Xikou is like thinking about the eternal atmosphere at night.